My Life, Their Game: The Second Chance

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steadily next to me, a monotonous sound that counted down my last mome

outside the door. Their voices were l

flat, devoid of any emotion. "Her life force was th

r. She had been in a fatal car ac

was a weak, tired sound. "Was

," my mother cut him off, her voice turning t

ck for my sister. All my achievements, my health, my dreams, and

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he familiar floral sofa in our living room. The afternoon sun stre

ennifer was sprawled on the other end of the sofa, lazily scrolling through TikTok, her le

go?" my mother asked, her eyes final

s the day. The day it all start

I' d scored a perfect 1600. Her eyes had lit up,

hypothetically, if you could, would you swap yo

led my fate. Jennifer took my score, got into an Ivy League school, and became a "genius" influencer. I was lef

it. A faint, shimmering icon on the screen, a

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hings would